The Rightful Luna Novels & Stories

No sign of her. I am Rachel Thornhill, daughter of Thomas Thornhill, who is the beta of the Winter Moon pack. I have long chestnut brown hair, almost to my waist. My eyes are a forest green and if you look closely you can see gold speckles in them. My skin is an olive tone, and I have about a dozen light freckles sprinkled over my face. My lips are full and a dull shade of pink. I am one of the shorter girls of my pack, measuring a whopping 5'3" and weighing 125 lbs. "She should have parished with the bitch that manipulated you! She is the byproduct of having a child with someone who is not your mate!" sneered my stepmother.

"What I mean is, the full moon is coming soon. We could have a Moon Goddess Ball to christen the place. Luna Ellie has been working on training all of those young ladies to become Lunas. Perhaps she could invite Alphas and Betas from all of the nearby packs and those ladies who have been in her training classes. That was the idea to begin with, wasn't it? Maybe those young ladies will meet their mates. Now that the curse is broken, and Michaela is a Luna, we might be able to have even more Lunas." River stared a Marial for a long moment. He realized that Ellie had intended to have a Moon Goddess Ball eventually for exactly the purpose that Marial was describing. He just didn't know if it was

One of them said, "This is not fair. If you have to punish me, then punish me some more. You cannot remove me from my post like this. Because you guys did not make me Luna. My five mates made me Luna. You may have forgotten that I was the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack before I became Luna. The moon goddess gave me five princes as companions and they are the ones who made me Luna. Therefore only my mates have the right to remove me from my Luna position. Not you." Queen said sharply.

The sound of footsteps behind me made me start. Lucien stepped forward. His usual sly grin softened into something quieter, more serious. He stopped a step away and leaned in, voice low but firm. “Ronan, the pack expects you to present a Luna today.” I clenched my fists. “Lucien, she’s not coming.” He shook his head slowly. “I know. But the tradition can’t be broken. Not now. Not today.” I turned to him, eyes burning. “I won’t present anyone else. No one but Selene.”

Not even monsters could turn down homemade cinnamon rolls. “Last night, Luna was kidnapped by some of the Alphas, Lunas, and one Beta from packs competing in the games. They had the help of security personnel to sneak in aerosolized wolfsbane and helped sneak her out of the territory. Luckily, we got there before anything serious happened. Luna proposed that their packs should still be allowed to participate after we determined that others from their packs were not at fault. However, those at fault were detained and will be answering to the Coverstone Council with Luna as the master interrogator. For those who didn’t know, she’s highly skilled in the art of interrogation.” All eyes turned to

Elara was Cassian's only Luna, and they had loved each other for ten years. But at this year's remembrance ceremony, Elara's name on the stone tablet suddenly split open. The Moon Goddess no longer blessed her, no longer claimed her. Another woman, Seraphina, was about to become the next Luna. And Elara had only five days left to live. What made it worse was that Cassian had known all along. Three years ago, he had led Elara up to the crown himself, and he had signed that contract himself. He knew perfectly well that being Luna had never been an honor, but an offering to the Moon Goddess. Yet Cassian kept it from her for three years. All he said was, "I want to save you." Only later did she

I was tired of her shit since long ago anyway. “Kate,” Chanel growls, grabbing me as I rush forward. “Haven’t you already realized that neither your son nor Diego want you? You’re just being fucking pathetic at this point!” “Want me or not, I am the mother of the rightful heir of Moon Storm.” She smirks proudly. “As such, I have already been named the next Luna and will be the one standing beside Diego when the time comes.” “Wrong,” Chanel laughs. “The only Luna Diego wants or will even accept is Rosalie. And in case you haven’t noticed, she too gave birth to an heir.”

“You look like you’ve been crying. Oh, dear sister, did you really think he would choose you?” Her words stung worse than claws. I forced myself not to flinch, though my throat burned. “You don’t have to do this, Ravena,” I whispered. “You’ve already won. You got what you wanted.” Her laughter rang out, cruel and musical. “Won? Oh, Liora, you sweet, naïve fool. Tonight was only the beginning. Being Luna isn’t just a crown…it’s power, Authority and Everything you’ll never have. And I’ll make sure of it.”

"Why are you doing this? I am your Luna?" Alison Carter, Luna of the Rose Moon Pack, cried while clutching her side. Bleeding from her Alpha's claws. Her red long hair was now drenched with blood. Her sapphire eyes reflected her fear and disgust against the perpetrators.

Roxie wanted to speak and stop the women who were against Cathy because she didn't know what Cathy could do, but she couldn't speak. The daughter of the Duke of the West bowed and then spoke: "I am Luna," she introduced herself. "The next time you fight Caisen, this won't be the only thing that happens to you. I hope next time you know where you're going. Do you understand?" Luna returned to her feet, and before she could speak again, Cathy immediately took Roxie's glass filled with hot milk. He threw it in Luna's face. "Do you think I'm like other omegas who would just keep quiet when something like this is done? Luna, right? The Daughter of the Duke of the West, right?"